The time has come...
Sadly, this will be my last post from Kauai.
I have had such an amazing time and I really don't want to go home. I am usually homesick after a week. I miss my parents, my brother, my friends. But this place is so beautiful and so calming, I just want to stay. I don't want to go to work or pack up my house to move. I don't want to return to sitting at a desk and fighting with Girl Scout leaders. A tour manager here, Ann, said she would hire me as an ATV tour guide. How cool would this be? Giving tours of beautiful lands on a four-wheeler all day. As a job. The idea has crept into my brain and stayed for days. I hate that my youthful spirit of old has been beaten down by the idea of losing my 401k and not having medical and dental benefits. What has happened? I used to be fearless.
Enough of that. The helicopter ride yesterday was beautiful. My first time in a helicopter and we had an amazing pilot, Ernie. He is the most experienced pilot on the island and he took us very close to waterfalls and mountaintops and places you could never see from the ground. I sat right in the window and went he turned left it felt like I was flying directly over the ground. Wildy frightening and awesome at the same time.
We began the evening with a stroll through Hanapepe. There was an Artwalk, just like Lafayette's. Wine, cheese, and crackers. People ogling art they can't afford, while street musicians play old guitars. We walked on a swinging bridge and looked up at more stars than I have ever seen in my life.
We ended with dinner at The Beachhouse in Poipu. This was by far one of the best meals I have ever had. The entire back wall opens up onto a view of the beach and waves crashing. We ate like kings and queens. Wonderful.
Going down for a dip in the pool. Then to the airport.
In the words of my friend Ginger, "I hate it".
I have had such an amazing time and I really don't want to go home. I am usually homesick after a week. I miss my parents, my brother, my friends. But this place is so beautiful and so calming, I just want to stay. I don't want to go to work or pack up my house to move. I don't want to return to sitting at a desk and fighting with Girl Scout leaders. A tour manager here, Ann, said she would hire me as an ATV tour guide. How cool would this be? Giving tours of beautiful lands on a four-wheeler all day. As a job. The idea has crept into my brain and stayed for days. I hate that my youthful spirit of old has been beaten down by the idea of losing my 401k and not having medical and dental benefits. What has happened? I used to be fearless.
Enough of that. The helicopter ride yesterday was beautiful. My first time in a helicopter and we had an amazing pilot, Ernie. He is the most experienced pilot on the island and he took us very close to waterfalls and mountaintops and places you could never see from the ground. I sat right in the window and went he turned left it felt like I was flying directly over the ground. Wildy frightening and awesome at the same time.
We began the evening with a stroll through Hanapepe. There was an Artwalk, just like Lafayette's. Wine, cheese, and crackers. People ogling art they can't afford, while street musicians play old guitars. We walked on a swinging bridge and looked up at more stars than I have ever seen in my life.
We ended with dinner at The Beachhouse in Poipu. This was by far one of the best meals I have ever had. The entire back wall opens up onto a view of the beach and waves crashing. We ate like kings and queens. Wonderful.
Going down for a dip in the pool. Then to the airport.
In the words of my friend Ginger, "I hate it".
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3:53 PM
1 Comments:
Awww...I'm sad that you're leaving. I love the updates! Gorgeous pictures...although now I know I can't take Andy to Hawaii b/c he would take the job.
Also, there were puppets. I saw them.
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